Blacktail Deer Plateau pull me out of the wake [m]

He watched as in her silence she delved into thought. And in that brief bout of silence, his eyes were scanning the lay of the land ahead of them, and also of the deer. When she spoke again, he drew his attention to the direction she had pointed her svelte muzzle and set to the barebones creation of his own plans. It would not have surprised him if things weren't any thinner to the right, because it was the direction of the incline. While there may have been an eventual clearing, it wasn't worth the risk.

So, downhill it was. Mordecai let out a breath. "Any suggestions how we could get the deer to go in that direction with just the two of us?" And behind that was the unspoken wonder of how far she was willing to pursue a corraling of them. The fact that nary another had come to his call was a little disheartening, but Mordecai wasn't about to let it bother him. He knew his place unquestionably. "I think we could take the doe in the clearing, but we'd probably have to come back for the fawn later." With just the two of them, he knew it would be a swift action for the doe to put her babe into hiding.